It was still the interrogation room from before, except that there was an additional man opposite Su Qinglian, the one who kidnapped her during the rainy night.
"He's brought you here. Can you speak now?"
Lin Hua pulled up his chair, opened his notebook and began recording his statement.
"Name, Job, Age... "All of you, report it to me."
"I want to talk to Su Qinglian alone."
The man who had always had his head lowered suddenly looked up, his gaze locked onto Su Qinglian's body. If looks could kill, Su Qinglian would have died a thousand times over by now.
Just how much hatred did this man have with her in order to turn a normal person into such a lunatic!
"No." Lin Hua pushed the notebook away, looked at Su Qinglian, and coldly refused.